Praying Mantis LbNA #10747
Owner: | Adoptable |
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Plant date: | Dec 31, 1969 |
Location: | |
City: | ??? |
County: | Mystery |
State: | Massachusetts |
Boxes: | 1 |
Planted by: | Dragonfly |
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Found by: | ??? |
Last found: | Jul 17, 2014 |
Status: | FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF |
Last edited: | Mar 18, 2023 |
Praying Mantis sat on a leaf, looking quite forlorn
thinking of her lost love, her lonely time to mourn
To think she had no part in this, my friend you'd be mistaken
for the very love she mourns, is the love whose life she has taken
She needed peace and quiet now, away from judging eyes
she sought her solace by the sea, neath blue and rolling skies
Solitude here however was a commodity quite rare
she was not the only one who longed for ocean air
The towns were bustling, busy. Not a quiet spot to be found
Throngs of people everywhere, crowding all around
The town named for a beach-conjurer, too many in the briar
To say she found the peace she sought would mean she was a liar
The town named for lifes beginning was filled with bridges and cars
Other places seemed too close, while others were too far
She wanted to be alone right now, people go away
so she went to find a place where only dead ones lay
So off to another town, named for the homes of cows and horses
It housed a quiet burial ground, at least so said her sources
she found what she was looking for, behind a church along the way
Solitude almost all the time, except of course Sundays
Named for maize remains, upon a modest mound
here is where she was sure her quiet could be found.
First she looked behind the church, with brick and slabs of stone
But with all the church-goers she'd never be alone
So off she set across the street, to look at stones and such,
a quiet space set apart, that isn't asking much
Some families rested together, enclosed in fences and gates
in the corner of one of them Praying Mantis waits
The first one she encounters Crocker is the family name
across from that is Davis, they both look much the same
Diagonally from Davis is the Cobb family plot
It was from here Praying Mantis spied one she liked a lot
The family's name was Bursley, one stone was toppled down
Capt' David Bursley, Jr's stone pointed westward bound
North of Jr's stone was a tree all choked with vines
Next to which a set of stone stairs did decline.
Here is where Praying Mantis sat to lament her love
between the tree and granite slab, with two stones perched above
If you find her resting here, please to be discreet
Sitting on the stone stairs one can be seen from the street
Her resting place is secret now, please keep it always so
Or to penitentiary for murder she would go
Please make sure she can't be seen when upon you leave her
Or maybe next she'll murder you, this time she'll try a cleaver
thinking of her lost love, her lonely time to mourn
To think she had no part in this, my friend you'd be mistaken
for the very love she mourns, is the love whose life she has taken
She needed peace and quiet now, away from judging eyes
she sought her solace by the sea, neath blue and rolling skies
Solitude here however was a commodity quite rare
she was not the only one who longed for ocean air
The towns were bustling, busy. Not a quiet spot to be found
Throngs of people everywhere, crowding all around
The town named for a beach-conjurer, too many in the briar
To say she found the peace she sought would mean she was a liar
The town named for lifes beginning was filled with bridges and cars
Other places seemed too close, while others were too far
She wanted to be alone right now, people go away
so she went to find a place where only dead ones lay
So off to another town, named for the homes of cows and horses
It housed a quiet burial ground, at least so said her sources
she found what she was looking for, behind a church along the way
Solitude almost all the time, except of course Sundays
Named for maize remains, upon a modest mound
here is where she was sure her quiet could be found.
First she looked behind the church, with brick and slabs of stone
But with all the church-goers she'd never be alone
So off she set across the street, to look at stones and such,
a quiet space set apart, that isn't asking much
Some families rested together, enclosed in fences and gates
in the corner of one of them Praying Mantis waits
The first one she encounters Crocker is the family name
across from that is Davis, they both look much the same
Diagonally from Davis is the Cobb family plot
It was from here Praying Mantis spied one she liked a lot
The family's name was Bursley, one stone was toppled down
Capt' David Bursley, Jr's stone pointed westward bound
North of Jr's stone was a tree all choked with vines
Next to which a set of stone stairs did decline.
Here is where Praying Mantis sat to lament her love
between the tree and granite slab, with two stones perched above
If you find her resting here, please to be discreet
Sitting on the stone stairs one can be seen from the street
Her resting place is secret now, please keep it always so
Or to penitentiary for murder she would go
Please make sure she can't be seen when upon you leave her
Or maybe next she'll murder you, this time she'll try a cleaver